Her eyes,
Deep like oceans
That never told the untold stories.
Her words,
Sharp and tender
That never revealed the unspoken truth behind.
Her face,
Still and stagnant like a river
That never reflected the depth inside.
She marked a change in the lives of people,
She came across
By her actions,
The only window to the soul.
For the people who went unaware,
She never complained,
For she was aware
Of her doings.
She walked on,
With the same fire and flowers.
She lived there,
Under the veil,
That never unfolded,
The secrets hidden under.
Deep like oceans
That never told the untold stories.
Her words,
Sharp and tender
That never revealed the unspoken truth behind.
Her face,
Still and stagnant like a river
That never reflected the depth inside.
She marked a change in the lives of people,
She came across
By her actions,
The only window to the soul.
For the people who went unaware,
She never complained,
For she was aware
Of her doings.
She walked on,
With the same fire and flowers.
She lived there,
Under the veil,
That never unfolded,
The secrets hidden under.
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